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I don’t care Charlotte.

Well, you've made that painfully obvious. But Charlie asked me stop, so I will.

See? That's how great he is. He's still worried about you even though you treat him like shit.

And done.

PM@Charlie

domcharlie replied to your post: PM: Charlotte, please. I don’t need you to get punished because of me.

PM: He’s not. He’s sad just like I am… I know how you feel about this whole situation, but please just…I don’t want him to feel bad.

He should feel bad and everyone feeling pity for him is ridiculous. But I'm done. I won't say anything else and I'll leave him alone...for now.

You deserve better than that, Charlie.

#private #charlie

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I was smiling, Charlotte. I was trying to smile, but whatever. Leave.

There you go with the pity again.

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No, I just wanted a place to stay.

That's what your words said, but your face and you in general screams a pity party.

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I don’t punish people unless they hurt me or my family. Punishments don’t work. I will, however, keep telling you to leave Cameron alone. He is an adorable little creature who loves baking and always seems to smell nice. I don’t care if you’re defending your friend; that’s noble of you, but I’m also defending mine. He’s in a bad place right now, so I’d be nice to give him a grace period, right?Apology accepted. If I see anything else, I’ll be more creative. And I’ve got a psychotic imagination and very vivid nightmares, so I’m sure I can think of something pretty quickly.

Not when he put himself in the bad place in the first place.

Right. Well, have a good night, Miss.

#convo #ezra

PM: Charlotte, please. I don't need you to get punished because of me.

PM: He's playing the victim here and I don't give a fuck about what he's been through. He doesn't get to do that in this situation. But don't worry, I'm not going to let myself get punished.

Private: Don't worry about any of this, okay Princess? Tomorrow, it's you and me, soaking up the sun.

Private: Thank you, Miss. I'm looking forward to it.

#private #thoughts

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I told him yes, and then after talking and thinking, he asked me what was wrong and I told him the truth. Just leave me alone. You didn’t have to say anything at all.

You pulled the rug right out from under him. You should have thought about it before saying yes. And now you want people to coddle you and feel pity for you? Stop talking and flooding my dash with your pitiful looks and I will.

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Miss Ezra I’m sorry for flooding your dash. Say it again.

What was that? Whoops, didn’t hear you on the account of the little people in my head screaming “Bullshit!”

brody-redrose-weston-blog

Do you really think I would bother to talk to him if I wasn't doing it for my friend? You may all think I'm still that girl who would start fights with people just to have something to do, but that is not the case anymore. In all honesty, I'm sick of being punished for it, so fine. I'll say what you want, but it's only to avoid punishment.

Miss Ezra I’m sorry for flooding your dash.

#convo #ezra

If you keep picking on Cameron Charlotte, you'll be my maid for a week. That is an order to leave him alone. I'm the only one who is allowed to belittle him.

I'm leaving him alone, but I'm not picking on him. I'm defending my friend.

Where's my darling little sister?

brody-redrose-weston-blog

Char? or my “darling little sister”?

Either way, it’s highly unlikely that I will.

Char. You better not. It's Charlotte.

#convo #brody

You don’t know what I am thinking or what I was thinking. And you’re not the first person to point that out to me. Goodbye, Charlotte.

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I know that you said yes, but then changed your mind. You got him excited then pulled the rug right out from under him. No? Then maybe you should be thankful instead of treating him like shit.

I'm supposed to apologize for you, so sorry for upsetting you with the truth.

#convo #cam

I don’t care whose fault it is, you’re pissing me off. I want an apology to me for flooding my dash with your petty nonsense, and I want you to send an apology to my main squeeze Cameron. That’s an order, darling.